Hanshan's cave at Cold Cliff

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Hiding Out At Cold Mountain

Hanshan (Tang) If I hide out at Cold Mountain Living off mountain plants and berries, All my lifetime         why worry? One fallows his karma through. Days and months slip by like water, Time is like sparks knocked off flint. Go ahead and let the world change I'm happy to sit among these cliffs.

Yīzì Dùn Hánshān

Hánshān (Táng) Yīzì dùn Hánshān, Yǎng mìng cān shān guǒ. Píngshēng hésuǒ yōu, Cǐ shì suíyuán guò. Ríyuè rú Zhè chuān, Guāngyīn shí zhōng huǒ. Zhù nǐ tiāndì yí, Wǒ chàng yán zhōng zuò.

Translator:

Gary Snyder 史耐德

Notes: Gary Snyder, Riprap and Cold Mountain Poems, Shoemaker & Hoard 2004

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